a "moment of weakness and temporary insanity"
This is an interesting find: a once seemingly heartwarming, now decidedly creepy historical artifact, courtesty of the Internet, depicting life in Louis Lamonica's Hosanna Church of Hammond Louisiana - you know, the Satanic Ritual Abuse cult of paedophelia and bestiality and cat blood - discussed in today's earlier post.
Of Wet and Muddy Faces
Somehow, in moment of weakness and temporary insanity, I agreed to tent camp with 14 pre-teen boys from our church.
"Boy, these camping trips wear me out," I remarked, stumbling into the house.
"Tired! You haven't left yet. You haven't even finished loading the truck," my ever-understanding wife replied.
Somehow, in a moment of weakness and temporary insanity, I agreed to tent camp with 14 pre-teen and younger boys from Hosanna Assembly of God church in Hammond, La.
At the campground, a frightening sight met us; muddy, drenched boys with giant water guns surrounded the truck. Already wet from the brief, yet torrential rain, they didn't care who else might get caught in the crossfire. The boys discovered, or created, a muddy super slide after repeatedly accidentally felling in the wallow.
Unintentionally, I started a survival-of-the-fittest contest when I brought out four weenie-roasting forks for 14 boys. The adults lost. Laws probably prohibit combining slippery mud, overcharged boys, sharp objects and a fire -- and for good reason. God watched over us, though, because no one, not even the fathers, suffered any serious injuries, discounting numerous scrapes, scratches, bruises and an occasional burn from an overzealous fire keeper.
Rev. Louis LaMonica, pastor of the church, joined us later that evening. He said something about being late because of a church function. I suspect he just waited as long as he could, thinking the boys would finally be asleep. He didn't wait long enough....
I didn't think the boys would ever run out of energy. Some didn't until after they returned home. They never walked anywhere, preferring to run. If only I could bottle that and sell it!
Pastor LaMonica also left early the next day, saying something about having a lot of praying to do for us. He was probably correct about that.